"What a joke, hahaha, what a joke. Enjoying the fireworks of the world, you actually act like this at this juncture? Old Niubi, now it seems that I am evil?" Yun He, the leader of the Demon Sect, laughed angrily. Everyone aspires to the righteous way in the world.
The immortal acted like this, throwing the faces of his disciples and grandsons on the ground and trampling them hard. Yunhe was furious. Taoist Master Wuji let out a long sigh, shook his head and smiled bitterly, and looked at the people of the ghost sect.
"Everyone, now I can only feel wronged."
Mr. Yin Yang looked calm, looked back at the disciples of the Ghost Sect behind him, and spoke slowly.
"I know that the blood feud cannot be easily resolved. It is a human or a ghost. In your mind, those who want to stay will be subject to everyone's supervision. Those who want to leave, thinking of the friendship between the same disciples for so many years, let's go. There is only one chance.
This time, if we meet one day, you and I will be mortal enemies!"
"I always believe that the invasion of the Netherworld will greatly benefit the advancement of our ghost path. It's not that we are unwilling to protect the human world. The Netherland and the demon clan are powerful. Now..."
The elder of the ghost sect raised his head and glanced at the sky, and then said: "If you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about running out of firewood. Sir, maybe this time we say goodbye, freedom is no longer up to us, but the road to protection is never endless."
One piece."
No one criticized the elder's attitude, but many people agreed with it. He continued: "They must have other ideas, but the six corpses believe that concentrating in one place will help the underworld to attack with all its strength. Everyone, take care and go!"
The Six Corpse Ancestor turned around and took away most of the Ghost Sect disciples. Mr. Yin Yang's eyes were calm, and people watched the Ghost Sect disciples leave.
It was only when he saw the people leaving the ghost gate disappearing into the sky that Mr. Yin Yang sighed and said: "Hold together in a ball, which is especially vital. Scattered in various places, you will find the way to death."
"That's all. Ghost Dao skills connect yin and yang. It's better to let them go than to force them to stay."
Everyone nodded and looked to the west.
A middle-aged Confucian scholar came on a golden page and expressed his apologies to Taoist Wuji.
"This man is full of weirdness and doesn't show off his aura. He was pursued by Thunderbolt and lost track of him."
This transmission could only be heard by each other. The Confucian scholars looked at everyone and stood in the camp of the Confucian and Taoist Academy.
"Everyone, the Hundred Sects Alliance begins now!"
Taoist Priest Wuji suddenly announced this decision, causing an uproar.
But soon, they saw a large group of Wujiguan disciples rising up from the Jinjia River not far away, forming a formation one after another. In the center of the formation, a large number of monsters and evil spirits from the underworld were imprisoned.
"I pay homage to my ancestor. Fortunately, my disciple has lived up to his command!"
"good!"
"Wujiguan, well done!"
"I've long wanted to kill these turtles!"
Regardless of the good or evil, seeing so many monsters and evil spirits captured by Wuji Guan, they all felt bad.
For more than half a year, Netherland and the Demon Clan have been marching in, and each family has no choice but to retreat again and again. In such a large world, they are actually forced to join a group for warmth in order to gain a foothold, and countless Taoist mountains have been wiped out.
"The reason for the change of the Sword Sect is unknown, but the Sword Sect has been guarding the world for thousands of years. Wuji Guan is willing to believe that they will come back one day. We, the monks of the sect, will put aside our past grudges and form an alliance among hundreds of sects!"
Countless people began to shout in response, and Taoist Master Wuji ascended into the sky to draw the secrets.
"Meeting alliance!"
"Protect me in this world!"
"Meeting alliance!"
"Protect me in this world!"
The crowd was in high spirits. After a while, Taoist Master Wuji pressed down with one hand, and everyone fell silent.
"Guard the way of heaven, slay demons and ghosts, open altars, and offer sacrifices to flags!"
Flags of various sects fluttered and stood between heaven and earth. Hundreds of sects gathered to form an alliance and sacrificed the blood of their enemies. The majestic atmosphere soared into the sky. Half a year after the invasion of the underworld, hundreds of sects in the human world gathered in the Yin of Zhengyang Mountain.
Lei Lei was chasing after him, and Lin Feng, who was in a state of confusion, felt that his life and death was in danger. He could only escape for his life while driving the sword energy and evil power in his body to escape from his body.
If an outsider looked at it, he would definitely think that the thunder was chasing evil, and he deserved his death. Only he knew in his heart that the thunder was just a way to disperse his sword energy and evil power, and the real goal was to kill him.
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The sword seals in his body also sensed his life and death crisis, and broke open layer by layer. The boundless sword energy and evil power formed a huge translucent blood cloud outside his body.
"Master..."
These sword energies were the lifelong cultivation of the old swordsman. When they dispersed, the people Lin Feng was closest to after he became wise also disappeared.
"The evil gods have crossed the realm, and the immortals descending to earth can't do anything to me. What can a mere thunder from the sky do?"
The lightning flashed wildly in the blood cloud, the evil power of the sword energy dissipated rapidly, and the lightning also weakened visibly to the naked eye.
He glanced behind the blood cloud and looked down at the vast snow-capped mountains below. He searched for a long time and finally saw a family halfway up a snowy peak. The mountainside was flat with a lake, and the scenery was pleasant. It looked like a hot spring leaking out, with hazy smoke.
No matter what, it can only be here!
"Disperse!"
Fearlessly taking a selfie, the power of the soul is quickly withdrawn. In the Dantian sword embryo, the golden dragon energy completely occupies the position of sword energy and evil power. The two golden dragons are connected end to end and swim along the sword blade, retaining the last trace of energy.
Wuwei aimed at a place with thick snow and fell headlong.
Boom!
The snow-capped mountains reflect the sunlight and shine on the blood clouds in the sky. The thunder light flashes and reflects, and the blood clouds reveal various colors, illuminating the snow-capped mountains and the earth beautifully.
After the thunder exploded, the snow below began to loosen.
Squeak!
Boom boom boom!
Countless years of accumulated snow rolled down, the avalanche was like a galloping horse, and the forest wind buried in the snow was also carried down the mountain.
White clouds and mist poured down, and the huge movement frightened the birds in the forest below and caused animals to flee.
"Ah? A landslide?"
The woman by the lake was slightly surprised, but her voice was as warm as the spring water in the lake. She opened her eyes wide and admired the majestic scene in front of her. The water in her eyes was changing, and she was practicing Taoist skills.
A white light flashed, and an old woman appeared beside the woman holding a white snake crutch.
"Avalanche of wrath, saint, what is this?"
Compared to the woman's slight shock, the old woman's reaction was one of panic. She turned around and struck a stick, and a wave of light quickly spread out around the two of them.
The rushing snow flow hit the white light spreading from the mountainside, stopped abruptly, and was stopped by an invisible air shield.
"Hmph, I want to see who it is!"
The old woman jumped behind the air mask packed with snow. After taking off, the White Snake Gui emitted a soft white light, and the snow pieces began to flow downward slowly like water. The unconscious Lin Feng was exposed.
"Is there really someone?"
Not seeing how she cast the spell, Lin Feng was held behind her. The illusion in the woman's eyes stopped until the old woman landed.
"Oh, grandma, I haven't had enough fun yet!"
When the woman smiled, the warm sun became even warmer, the grass by the lake bloomed, the flowers bore fruit, fish swam in the water and leaped into the water, and the panicked birds and beasts rushed halfway and then quietly returned to the forest.
"This is the atmosphere of heaven and earth that someone deliberately created. Saints cannot imitate it!"
"Okay then, who is this?"
Seeing the unconscious Lin Feng, the woman blushed, but she still walked over and investigated carefully.
The old woman looked at her actions, her eyes filled with distress.
"This man is buried deep in the snow. Bolts from the blue and avalanches that last thousands of years must be related to him!"
"So powerful?"
Turning back to look at the old woman in surprise, the woman curiously stretched out her hand and put it on Lin Feng's forehead.
A golden light flashed!
"ah!"
There was bright red blood lying in the fair and beautiful palms. The woman's eyes were shining. Lin Feng was unconscious on the ground, and her eyes were full of surprises.
"Saint!"
The old woman quickly picked up the woman and stared at her wound. A vague ghostly aura lingered around her. The old woman's eyes became angry and confused. She only felt a slight sting in her eyes, but the ghostly aura disappeared.
She cast a spell uneasily to confine the surrounding area, took the woman's hand and turned it over and over again without noticing anything strange, and looked at Lin Feng on the ground.
Where did this person come from?
At this time, Lin Feng's soul was dead, his breathing was weak, his broad chest exposed under the broken armor, and an inch of thick black hair under the torn turban.
Apart from the short hair that makes people uncomfortable for a while, her handsome facial features make people fall in love with her.
The old woman suddenly turned her head and saw the woman staring at him intently.
"Holy girl, this person's origins are unknown and he has evil spirits. Don't look at him too much. The world outside the mountain is in chaos. This person should be handed over to the Punishment Hall for processing!"
"Ah? Mother-in-law, but he has nothing on him now!"
"I am old and my eyesight is still not dim. You also saw the ghostly mist just now. The Saint is responsible for the protection of the Snow God Sect for thousands of years. You must not be tainted with the slightest evil spirit. Saint, you also need to go back to the sect with me.
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"Ah? Then I don't want this person anymore, can I not go back?"
The woman quickly stood up and stayed away from Lin Feng.
"Don't worry, Saint. If nothing serious happens, I will find two girls from outside the mountain to accompany you to relieve your boredom. However, if..."
"I know, I'm going to the ice spring to practice hard again."
Seeing that the old man who was usually very kind to her would disown her when it came to serious business, the woman felt a deep sense of helplessness.
She no longer went to see Lin Feng, she was not very interested.
"Then mother-in-law, let's go."
When I woke up, the surroundings were quiet, the torches were burning silently, and the ground in the cage was a little warm. Lying on the licorice stone platform, Lin Feng closed his eyes and listened to the sound.
The cultivation of swordsmanship has dissipated, and the evil desires and evil forces of the underworld have disappeared. Now he is so weak that he can't even see inside his soul, and can only feel that his natal sword is intact.
It felt like when he was born with spiritual intelligence, weak and powerless, he murmured and called Master.
The monk guarding outside didn't hear what he said, but saw him open his mouth.
"When you wake up, get up and follow me!"
Turning to look at the monk in white, Lin Feng smiled candidly.
"I can't move!"
The monk was stunned, opened the door and walked in. He first lifted up the hay on the ground, checked the formation patterns on the ground, and then stretched out his hand to explore his forehead.
"There's nothing wrong with the formation, boy, please be more honest!"
He was lifted up by someone. As soon as the person let go, he fell to the ground as softly as a puddle of mud. His forehead hit the edge of the stone platform, and the warm blood flowed. He could only let it go.
What's wrong with me? It's not like I'm so weak if I don't use San Gong.
The monk didn't expect that he really couldn't move, so he stuttered a little embarrassedly: "Here, you threw this yourself, I didn't lynch you!"
It was as if he wasn't the one who made the urgent remarks just now.
Sensing the man's apology and guilty conscience, Lin Feng secretly laughed.
"May I ask, little brother, which hilltop is this?"
"Hmph, you are in our Snow God Sect, but you are evil and can trigger thunder. Think carefully about how to face the elders' inquiries."
Well, I guess I'm carrying evil spirits, and now I'm really empty.
Lin Feng was carried by someone and appeared in the Snow God Sect's Punishment Hall. The old woman and the saint were also there.